Unless Tomorrow's Proved, I'd Seek Again Poem by James McLain

Should you change your mind and be my love,
and be tomorrow proved,
unless you'll be with me another day.

Love me yet again inside your arm's,
fleeting pleasure's, pain, I sought from
you, I'd seek again.

A winding water way and river's move,
as water's moved, touched it's silky bank.
Valleys low or high twin mountain peaks.

Verse that's always blank, but doesn't rhyme,
if read aloud, it almost never sounds.